Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Looking at My Body and Running Away “Baby, it feels that good, huh?” “You’re even tearing up.” Shen Jinyao tilted her head back slightly. Her beautiful peach-blossom eyes were misty with tears, and she bit her tender pink lip, letting out soft, broken whimpers. She reached out with both hands, trying to push away the aggressively dominant body. Her voice, soft and sweet, carried a hint of unbearable strain. “No, don't... no more...” She couldn't take it anymore. The young man’s hands were large and powerful, with a beautiful shape—well-defined knuckles, long and clean fingers, with veins snaking across the back of his pale, cool hands. The sexual tension was palpable as he gripped her slender wrists, forcefully draping them around his neck. The young man’s deep, dark eyes burned with predatory desire, threatening to consume her bit by bit. He squeezed her waist, pulling her flush against him. “Your heart and mouth say different things. You say you don’t want it,” he whispered, his hand sliding slowly down from her waist. His low voice was incredibly gentle, yet his lips curled into a rogue, cynical smirk. “But it’s much more honest down here. Why are you lying, baby?” Shen Jinyao pressed her hands against his hard pectoral muscles and sobbed, “Ugh... He Zongye, you bastard.” The young man wasn't bothered by the insult; instead, he playfully bit her earlobe with delight. His voice grew even more magnetic and lingering. “Be good. Let me—” With that, he lowered his head to kiss her snowy peaks once more. His muscles, already trembling with exertion, prepared for a more turbulent assault. Buzz— Buzz— Buzz— A ringing phone forced Shen Jinyao back from her dream. Waking with a start, her amber pupils were still filled with a lingering haze of daze and afterglow. She reached for the phone on her pillow and answered the WeChat call. The energetic voice of her best friend, Xie Zhiyu, came through from the other end. “Yaoyao, are you ready? If you’re any later, the freshmen’s military training will be dismissed, and we won’t be able to see the hotties.” Shen Jinyao sat up in bed. her pale pink cheeks were flushed, her eyes dazed, and she was breathing slightly hard. Her voice was soft but a bit raspy. “Oh... I fell asleep. I’ll be there soon.” After hanging up, Shen Jinyao let out a long breath. Her forehead was covered in a light sweat, and her mind was filled with a mess of scandalous thoughts. She bit her lip in embarrassment and annoyance, looking utterly frustrated. Why did I dream about that bastard again? Just because she had accidentally seen him showering once? Was it really necessary to keep having these kinds of dreams over and over again? This wasn't the first time. Shen Jinyao quickly composed her emotions. Just like before, she tried to push it to the back of her mind the moment she woke up. Shen Jinyao patted her cheeks and got out of bed to go to the bathroom. The air conditioner in the dormitory was running, blowing out waves of cold air, but she had still broken into a sweat because of that dream. She felt uncomfortably sticky. Taking off her pajamas, her thin shoulders and neck appeared elegant and poised. She was thin, but not fragile; instead, she possessed a certain resilience. Beneath her delicate collarbones, she was surprisingly well-endowed. She used a towel to wipe the sweat from her body. Her roommate, Meng Qingqing, pushed the door open with a groan. “I’m dying of heat!” She held her phone, scrolling through TikTok while standing directly under the air conditioner’s vent to catch the cold air. Seeing Shen Jinyao come out of the bathroom after changing, she couldn’t wait to share her findings. “Yaoyao, look! I just saw another 'pure love story' between a girl from our school and He Zongye on TikTok. Each one is more dramatic than the last. Do you think these are real?” “Then again, He Zongye has the face of a playboy—a top-tier god-level face. His aura is so wild and cold, it’s damn attractive. Not only is his appearance top-notch, but his physique and family background are the best. He truly is the most badass of all my many digital boyfriends.” “Yesterday you said some male celebrity was your most badass digital boyfriend,” Shen Jinyao remarked, spreading a layer of sunscreen onto her fine, fair skin. She teased with a smile, “Why the change today?” Meng Qingqing chuckled. “They all are, I just rotate them.” “It’s because He Zongye’s summer racing video came out. The moment he took off his helmet—that cold, arrogant, world-weary look—it totally killed me~” Perhaps because she had dreamed of him again, disturbing her peace of mind, Shen Jinyao felt a wave of repulsion the moment she heard the name 'He Zongye.' The two of them had known each other since childhood. Based on her understanding of that bastard, the 'playboy' part was true, but the 'pure love' stories were likely fake. The words 'pure love' didn't exist in He Zongye’s vocabulary. The posts described He Zongye as both flirtatious and deeply affectionate, which was obviously fake, but some parts did sound like things he would do. For example, dating someone for two or three months before moving on and dismissing them with luxury gifts, or taking a girlfriend racing. After all, even if He Zongye wasn't a great guy, he was very generous and never stingy with those around him. A shiver ran down Shen Jinyao's spine, and she got goosebumps. How could I have such a dream about that bastard? How unlucky. But the He Zongye in the dream was very different from reality. He was too gentle, though his movements were wild. And that dog-mouth of his was actually good at coaxing people. She had never seen that side of He Zongye. Suddenly realizing what she was thinking, she shook off the goosebumps and cleared the messy thoughts from her head. She must have been traumatized by that guy; otherwise, why would she keep having these dreams repeatedly? She grabbed her phone and a parasol, preparing to head out. “Going out?” Meng Qingqing asked casually. Shen Jinyao gave a sweet smile. “Yeah, I’m going with Xiaoyu to see the handsome freshmen this year.” Normally, Meng Qingqing would have followed along, but it was simply too hot, and she didn't want to move. Xie Zhiyu had made a special effort to dress up today. She was wearing a Chanel-style dress, small leather shoes, and had even styled her hair. She was going for the 'elegant young lady' look, which was completely at odds with her usual impulsive and reckless personality. Xie Zhiyu took her arm, excitement bubbling in her voice. “Let’s go, let's see some hotties~” “Haven’t you seen enough handsome guys around us since we were kids?” Xie Zhiyu gave her a look that said 'you don't understand.' “This year’s freshman is different from the young masters in our circle. I heard he’s quite poor but has a lot of pride. He has a 'keep away' aura but also looks a bit pitiable. I want to see just how much pride he has.” Halfway there, as they passed the teaching building, Shen Jinyao suddenly remembered that she had left her charging cable in the dance studio last night. “Xiaoyu, I need to go to the dance studio first to get my cable.” “Sure, I’ll go with you.” But the dance studio was on the third floor. Xie Zhiyu was too lazy to climb the stairs, so she waited for her on the first floor. It was currently class time. Through the walls, the music from a ballet class could be heard. As she got closer, the sound of toes brushing against the floor became clear. Reaching the third floor, a classmate happened to finish practicing and was leaving with her bag. They greeted each other. The dance studio was now empty, vast and quiet. Shen Jinyao took off her shoes and entered the studio, heading toward the corner outlet to find her cable. The spot where she had plugged it in yesterday was empty. She looked around, bending down to search. “Looking for this?” A deep voice suddenly rang out behind her. Shen Jinyao jumped in fright and spun around. A tall male figure loomed over her. Her pupils trembled as she was met with a fresh scent of mint and cedarwood. Shen Jinyao backed away until she fell onto a leg-stretching bench. He Zongye was very tall. Standing at 1.9 meters, he was like a mountain in this position, his presence overwhelming. He looked down at the girl sitting on the bench in fright. The corners of his lips curved into a wicked smirk. “Why is our little princess so cowardly?” Shen Jinyao’s heart raced with fear, followed by a surge of anger. She stood up abruptly, looking up to glare at him. “Are you sick?” Because of the distance, they were currently very close. The sweet, clear scent from the girl drifted straight into his nose. He Zongye’s dark eyes were lazy. His eyebrows, usually cold and indifferent, now carried a faint sense of amusement. “I helped you find your cable, and you’re still scolding me. Talk about ungrateful.” Shen Jinyao also realized they were too close and pushed him away. “Are you sure you didn't hide it?” He raised an eyebrow. “I didn't.” Shen Jinyao was speechless. “Then a dog must have taken it.” As she spoke, she reached out to grab it, but the other end was held firmly by He Zongye. The cable was pulled taut between them. Shen Jinyao grew angry, her delicate brows furrowing. Even without makeup, her face was bright and moving. Because of the height difference, she had to tilt her head up to see him. “If it breaks, you're paying me back tenfold.” He Zongye looked at her quietly and let out a chuckle. “Did you forget something?” At his words, Shen Jinyao’s eyes began to flicker with panic. To bolster her confidence, she raised her voice. “Forgot to hit you, right? Let go, and I'll kick you right now.” The two of them had grown up together. It was always He Zongye using words to provoke her, and Shen Jinyao responding with insults and physical retaliation before running away, never letting herself suffer a loss. He Zongye let out a light tsk, no longer beating around the bush. He slowly lowered his head, the corners of his dark eyes tilting up slightly as he stared straight into her clear, glass-like eyes. “Last month, you looked at my body and turned tail and ran. What, did you really think it was for free?” Reader's Guide: Both leads are virgins. Setting: Sweet/soft young lady vs. rogue young master; obsessive wolf dog vs. innocent white rabbit. Male lead is possessive and very prone to jealousy. Slightly 'forced love' vibes, but no female angst—it's just the male lead going crazy on his own. Clingy wolf dog~